Look What The Cat Dragged In - The Rolling Stones

I know that you like to go out drinking

And you love to have a good time

You came in when I was drinking coffee

Having breakfast on a bad night

I won’t interrogate you and I never will berate you

But your light’s on

From where you’ve been

Lost weekend

What’s that look on your face

It must have been the walk of shame

Your eyes are all red, get ready for bed

Your hair’s all over the place

And look what the cat dragged in

Don’t you call me a friend

Get out of my house with your dirty old mouth

Take yourself out again

Look what the cat dragged in

Yeah, you take it right out again

Yeah, look what the cat dragged in

Yeah, take it right out again

Looking at the sunday papers up what all the ladies did was so quiet

Checking what was going on in Syria and Lebanon

A bad pride, bad bribe

I’m going to criticize you and I hate to ostracize you

What a bad night

Where you’ve been

Lost weekend

You look like a tumble of spades

It must get a horrible taste

You look like a fucker, Sergeant Pepper

Are you going to throw up all over my face

Look what the cat dragged in

Take it right out again

Get out of my house with your dirty old mouth

Take it right out again

Look what the cat dragged in

Yeah, never do that my friend

Yeah, look what the cat dragged in

Look what the cat, look what the cat, look what the cat dragged in